I imagine a world very different from ours.
Mega-corporations are everywhere, not just in America, but all over the world. Pollution. Smog. Smoke. Fog. These things are everywhere. Overpopulation isn't a problem because hundreds of people die from these each day. Thousands a week. Millions a year. The supreme overseer of the world's corporations lives in the UK. His name? Louis Surf. He can be called the world leader. 6 people in the UK are fed up. They head to the HQ of the world's polluting companies in London. The 6 shot up the HQ. Once they reached the top, where Louis was, only 4 of them were there. 2 had died in the fighting. The leader of the group, David Phillips, slowly walked up to Louis. His gun was coming out of its holster. David quietly asked Louis a question.
"cnai b doge?"
Louis smirked and chauntily replied,
"no fuk u im doge"
David shot Louis in the brain, exploding his head. The remaining 4 left the HQ, and shot themselves. As they died, the world became clearer now. What it is today. Pollution is still a problem, but it is not dominant in every mile of the Earth. Why they killed themselves we shall never know, but we can thank the 6 for saving the Earth in my imagination.
